Evening Wheezes: false news, usually spread in evening halfpenny papers.
Envy: Resentful desire of something possessed by another or others (but not limited to material possessions).
Why do people keep
gossiping apropos you,
now you’re far afield?
Ain’t it so biased?
cos you cannot contradict
their venomous tongues?
What if they were right?
If your love wasn’t only mine…
Nagging doubts stab me.
I felt murderous,
someone courting my beauty
while we lived as one.
Slander on the dead!
now, she´s neither his nor mine,
envy is futile.
I hope you are enjoying these little pieces of poetry that I´m doing this month. (Sorry, no sketch today, but I’ll add it as soon as possible)
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